Mister G was mad, jus’ like I knew he would be. An’ not just him either. T’would seem like that angry lady’s got a lot o’ people she’s pissed off. Busy, busy, what t’ do. What t’ do, indeed!
“Well, how about I pin her down and you all stab her multiple times?” Ceran’s idea was solid, but boring.
This is when Mister G got mad.
“‘Kay, fuck Theramore, and fuck you. I want a MANA BOMB!”
Much as I love Mister G, his ideas aren’t always th’ best.
“KHAL-VAN. What’s plan B?” I asked ‘im.
Mister Muggles has his own ideas, but they’d have t’ be like Plan Z, even for me. That bad, fat mouse is a little scary sometimes.